Bitten (ON HOLD)

Chapter One

Sorry for the long wait.... This is not my main story so I didn't concentrate too much on it... I'll pay it more attentiom when Recycled Love is completed. I'll try to upload this Once a week. This chapter is more of a filler to give you a background on my characters... The next chapter is where the drama starts... So don't give up on the story yet.... And of course I'll continue this story no worries there.

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Waking up is the hardest thing to do when your hung over. Let’s just say it’s a pain in the ass. I slowly open my eyes to be greeted by warm sunlight seeping through my windows. My body felt sore and my head is aching so bad I swear its splitting open. I noticed that I was lying alone in my bed and the spot beside me is now cold.

So this is what a one night stand felt like? What’s worse was I gave up my virginity. How could I be so stupid? I met a stranger in a club and I brought him back home, plus I had sex with him. My momma’s gonna be so mad when she finds out. I can hear her now “Didn’t I teach you to never talk to strangers?” but of course I went to the extreme and slept with one.

I’m not gonna lie and say it wasn’t the best experience I’ve ever had in my life because it was. The way Brad made me feel was out of this world. He did things to my body that no one else could’ve done. He took me to heaven and back.

I would’ve never thought of biting as a means of foreplay but oh hot damn when he bit me I felt myself being connected to him. It was one of the weirdest experiences. Gosh I’m overthinking things. It’s not like I’ll see him again, hence the reason it’s called a one night stand, and he said himself he’s going away on business for the next three months so I still won’t meet him again until three months are up.

I got off my bed, stretching my naked body like a kitten. I lazily walked to the bathroom took a quick shower, and changed into a black pair of shorts, a plain white tank top with a black hoodie over it. I slipped on a pair of black converse, grabbing the keys to my red Audi TT. I left the lonely house and headed towards a little diner that was found about ten minutes away from home. I agreed to meet up with Carly there.

When I arrived she was already there at our usual spot sitting with her brother Nathan and some other dude I didn’t know. His back was to me so I couldn’t see his face, but from what I could see he had broad shoulders, he wore a black t-shirt that showed off his beefy biceps. He had messy blonde hair that reminded me oddly of someone. I shrugged it off and approached the table.

“Good morning” I greeted Carly pulling her in for a hug. “Hey Nathan” I said kissing his cheek. Nathan and I use to date. We went out for about six months, but we broke up because he met someone else. I not mad at him though; you should see the way he looks at his current girlfriend Tammy. It’s like she’s the only one he sees. Plus Tammy’s a really sweet girl. The three of us go shopping all the time.

“Hey beautiful” Nathan greeted “How have you been? How was your birthday?”

“I’m good” I said “And my birthday was great” I said blushing as thoughts of my day flooded back to me.

“Ah you’re blushing. What did you do Isabella Fitzgerald?” he tutted

“Nothing” I said burying my face in my hands, avoiding he gaze

“Then why are you red like a cherry” he teased

“I’m not” I defended

“Sure” he said not believing me. He then turned to his friend “This is my best buddy Bradley Night.” I turned to his friend, but stopped short as my breath caught in my throat. I was met with those stormy grey eyes that are ingrained in my memory. Those grey eyes that held mine last night. I could see that he had the same dilemma because he was watching me intently his eyes boring into my soul.